James Owen Sullivan R.I.P

I find it so hard to say
Just how I feel today.
I bought the CD
And smiled to myself.

I dont feel like I can talk
Who would understand
My pain over one man
And his American band.

I can't even understand myself
How i can mourn someone i never even met
Yet the pain radiates across eveything he ever touched
Every ear that ever listened, every mouth that ever sung

So I'll hold my hand up and say
Fiction made me cry today
The sound of his voice
The beat of the drums
Fare Thee Well Jimmy
We'll see you in the Afterlife